The Banners - Part 4

He sent mud flying as he cut through the air in front of him, his sword thrusting out as if it were a rapier. It was a clear imitation of Blackthorn's technique. The two had spent so much time training together, that their respective personalities could not help but crop up from time to time in the swordplay of another. It was the most devastating attack Oliver could deliver at speed, whilst still retaining his distance.

A glaive came flashing to block the blow – but it came a moment too late. Oliver twisted his wrist, preparing to spin his sword for the follow up slash, but before he could, to his surprise, there was a sudden halt to his blow. Flesh and steel saw it stopped. It would have ran through Rainheart's lung had Oliver not adjusted it at the last second to move towards his shoulder.